Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

In the room, the dull atmosphere was almost suffocating.

Sun Bureau slowly raised his shivering right hand to take off his glasses, his body swayed, and he almost fell.

Yan Jun said that he had triggered the omen of death, which must be a fact and no longer needs to be proved.

Now he said that the god of death wanted to destroy us, and he also asked all the staff of the safe house to gather together. The meaning of this is naturally self-evident.

God... it's really going to collapse!

If so, will Yan Jun still be able to protect so many people?

It must not be possible!

Before he knew it, Sun Ju's clothes were soaked all over his body.

After a brief silence.

Sun Bureau remembered what Yan Jun explained to himself, took a deep breath, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said solemnly: "Within three minutes, I will arrange for everyone to gather in the parking lot at the gate of the safe house!"

After speaking, he turned and left without hesitation, his back looked infinitely sad.

The tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room are also fried.

"Fuck! What do you mean? Could it be that there are still staff in the safe house who have triggered the omen of death?"

"Looking at Brother Jun's state, I guess it's nine out of ten!"

"It's over, it's over! The god of death is ready to send a big move and destroy the group!"

"Isn't it? Brother Jun can predict the death of others, can't it be enough to protect them in order?"

"Upstairs, I can't say that, let's not say whether Brother Jun has the energy, even if there is, what if two people encounter a death crisis at the same time? Who should Brother Jun save? 'Serial plan', what should I do?"

"So, isn't Brother Jun also incapable of returning to the sky?!"

"I hope Brother Jun can withstand it!"

Three minutes later, Yan Jun stood up silently and walked out of Room 1.

All the staff of Safe House No. 9 have been assembled.

There were sixty-three people, two teams each for men and women, not counting some of the staff who had been out for a long time.

Yan Jun had just arrived at the parking lot at the gate, and the moment he saw the sixty-odd people, his mind went blank, and his whole body trembled as if struck by lightning.

Although he was mentally prepared, Yan Jun was still desperate.

At a glance.

Sixty-three staff members, all with similar numbers beating above their heads!

Without exception!

Everyone triggers the Omen of Death! !

Yan Jun took a deep breath, cheered himself up, and walked towards the crowd.

After a while.

Seeing the worried and puzzled looks on everyone's face in front of him, Yan Jun's throat surged and he wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat.

Is this the consequence of provoking the god of death?

In other words, from the moment he avoided death with the reward of the system and saved the lives of others, he has completely angered the god of death?

This price is too heavy!

I do have a system by my side, and I can't die if I eat the lucky capsule, but these people around me are innocent!

Yan Jun suddenly remembered the "Lone Man" who sent him letters twice, and seemed to understand something.

Could this 'loner' break the three-day curse of death?

And after that, the god of death took revenge on the people around him, and he was unable to save him, so he closed himself up and called himself a loner?

Yan Jun faced the crowd and remained silent.

Time passed minute by minute, and a commotion gradually appeared in the crowd.

"Cough cough..."

Yan Jun thought for a while, and decided to ask in a way that would not cause panic among everyone: "I ask everyone a question, have any of you encountered anything unusual from yesterday to now?"

The voice fell.

The worried and confused expressions on the faces of these staff members increased a bit.

This sentence is clearly asking who triggered the death omen.

Couldn't he see Yan Jun?

After a brief commotion and whispering, a look of thinking appeared on the faces of everyone, and they carefully recalled what they had experienced during this period.

A minute has passed.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

Everyone shook their heads.

They are all staff of the Shenwei Bureau, and they have come into contact with many people who have triggered the omen of death. If something abnormal happens to them, they must be able to detect it.

None of them?

Seeing everyone's dazed expression, Yan Jun didn't look like he was lying, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he was extremely surprised.

Makes no sense!

It's so unreasonable!

Did you see the flowers yourself?

Yan Jun closed his eyes and opened them slowly.

The countdown to death above everyone's heads is still beating!

This……

What the hell is going on with the horse? !

One or two people may not realize it after triggering the omen of death, but it is impossible for more than 60 people to be unaware of it, right?

If so, what is the explanation for the death countdown above their heads?

You can't just suffer an innocent disaster for no reason, right?

The system-rewarded monitoring eye can't go wrong, and there is no need for the safe house staff to lie to themselves.

Where is the problem?

Could it be said, what tricks is the god of death going to play?

For a while, the thoughts in Yan Jun's mind were like a mess, and he couldn't make sense of it.

"Brother Jun, what happened, or what did you foresee? Can you give us some insight?"

He Liang, the deputy captain of the safe house in the first row, asked in a panic.

After Zhou Ke triggered the death omen, he took full responsibility for the operation of No. 9 Safe House. Yesterday, after Yan Jun parachuted to the ground, he personally drove to pick him up.

The voice fell.

The rest of the staff also joined in.

"Brother Jun! How many words do you have to say? I feel nervous when I see your expression."

"Yan Jun, if you foresee something, you might as well tell the truth, we have all been professionally trained, and we have put our lives and death aside from the day we entered the Shenwei Bureau!"

"Yes, Brother Jun, but it doesn't matter if you say it, no matter how serious it is, we can bear it!"

Yan Jun first glanced at the people in front of him, then turned his head to look at Sun Bureau, saw Sun Bureau nodded solemnly to himself, immediately took a deep breath, and his whole body was drained like a Buddha, every word spoke up.

"Every one of you is being watched by the god of death, and the god of death will create a large-scale disaster to wipe us out, just today!!"

In an instant, the sixty-four people, including Sun Ju, suddenly widened their eyes and their faces turned pale.

"This! This... a massive disaster?!"

"Jun... Brother Jun! Can you be more specific?"

"But I obviously didn't trigger the death omen! How could this be?!"

At the same time, Yan Jun's live broadcast room also caused an uproar.

Tens of millions of viewers suddenly suffocated their breaths and their hearts were trembling.

The worst thing happened!

All the people in Safe Room 9 were furiously retaliated by death for Yan Jun's provocative behavior.

And it's a big deal! !